The ongoing adventures of a father who is finally finding the answers by dedicating himself to his family.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Back in the Ultimate Field

Due to the assortment of pain and woe that my body is
experiencing, I have been taking it easy, which means no ultimate frisbee,
which is a total bummer. This disappointment is magnified when I pick the kids
up and have to watch them playing the game we all love so much, feeling like I
should be out there with them. Well, after resting up and trying to let my
sciatica heal, I found that it simply wasn’t getting any better. At some point
you have to just get up and do it.

So that’s what I did. Besides, it doesn’t hurt when I run,
it’s during the aftermath that I suffer so greatly, but what’s a little
suffering amongst friends? R was a little pensive, but I went for it anyway and
joined the fun. I took A&N over the field and we had a pretty good crew. A
showed up with his son, A, who is one of the most amazing UF players you have
ever seen. JM came along and with me made up the adult contingent. We had a
really good group of young kids, who are all becoming accomplished UF players.
They are the future, after all.

At some point I’m guessing the high school and college
players will start showing up, and that’s when the games get intense, because
those guys are so good. It makes the game interesting, to put it lightly. For
now, I enjoy incorporating the young kids as much as possible, and it’s nice
when they get to score or make a big play. The adults just become supporting
players, though they can notch it up a big when we’re playing each other. I had
the job of cover A, the pro, but it was clear he was taking it easy because the
guy not only runs like a gazelle, but he has hands of glue. He’s one of those
players where you can toss it anywhere and know he’ll catch it. He was toning
it down for our benefit.

We played several games, the weather was beautiful, but at
some point A and M had to go, which baffles me. For whatever reason, AG, who is
a good player and loves the game, drops his kids off and then leaves. What’s up
with that? I’m sure there’s a good reason, but we could use his presence.

Once the girls left, we’d lost steam and it was getting
late, so we called it a day. Most of the adults headed over to the garden and
the kids went to the brook to throw rocks and get crazy. Being the overbearing
parent that I am, of course I didn’t stray too far. They had fun, and it’s nice
to see kids in the community getting together and entertaining themselves
outside and without computers or TV. I’m all for it.

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to nonrev for the pic.